In 2011, my husband and I visited one of his sisters and her husband who were living in Provence at the time. We also took a short trip to Normandy, where my f-i-l once landed on Omaha Beach on D-Day. It was a memorable trip for many reasons, encompassing both the somber memories of WWII and the beauty of the south of France.
There were many attractive doors and doorways. Here is one.